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The gym had tables in the middle of it. They were bare at the moment, but they would come in handy soon enough. The ones that had signed up for the arts and craft fair were slowly trickling in, and Antony was looking at the clipboard in his hand.

"So?" Tyler (or Mr. Deakon while in school) said, stepping beside him. "Have you come up with the teams?"

"I think so," Antony said. "We're a little uneven, since one team only has four, but I think they can handle it. I hope," he added under his breath. Jace was a wild card, and who knew that better than him? "The mike is up on the stage if you want to start."

Tyler nodded, heading for the stage and scooping up the mike before he looked out at the kids. He brought it to his mouth, wincing as it screamed with feedback, then motioned to Shade. "Turn this thing down, would you?"

"On it!" Shade said cheerfully. He was in charge of the sound system yet again.

"Okay," Tyler said as the speakers were turned down. "I know not everyone's here yet, but I figured the sooner we get started, the better. First off, I'd like to thank all of you that volunteered. We're doing this for a very good cause and I know the kids at the hospital will appreciate everything you're doing. Secondly, I figure some of you might not know each other yet, but I hope that you'll try your best to get along and have fun."

Antony was handed the clipboard by Tyler, and he glanced at it briefly. "Can you tell me your name?" he finally asked. He had never actually met this girl before, after all. It seemed that there were more and more kids he had never even seen showing up. But he supposed that was only logical with the speed that they grew.

Chris entered then, having been taking a detour at a slushie shop on the street out in front of the school. His cherry slushie was so big that it almost made his hand look normal sized. He eyed the crowd for a long moment, then headed around it to the front.

"While you're at it, Antony," Tyler said, handing him the mic as well. "You might as well announce the teams."

Antony sighed, then brought the mic up to his mouth. "Can I have your attention please?" he called to the group. "I'm going to be announcing the teams now. I'd like team one to go to the bleachers on my right, nearest the stage, team two on the right bleachers farthest from the stage, team three on the bleachers to the left, nearest the stage, and team four the bleachers on the left, farthest from the stage. I'll call the oldest in each group first so you can wave your arm to the younger ones."

He looked at his list, then read off, "Team one consists of Christian, Ophelia, Darsh, Skylar and Rayne. This one's easy to find, because Chris is the size of a small van," he added as Chris stopped in front of the bleachers, sat down, and waved a gigantic hand.

When Chris approached, Gall let out a small squeak and found herself off to the side. He was so much bigger than he seemed, even in his dreams. Standing off to the corner, she waited for her group to be called.

Skylar smiled, " Hi, I'm Skylar" It felt weird not adding on that he was the one with the blue hat, which he still wore. But since Morgan had lost his green one and was apparently not even on his team there was no point. He still thought it was weird that Chris was holding something dripping water onto him but he'd come to understand that not everyone was like him and Morgan.

Morgan grinned when he realized he got to see Kashmira again, she'd been really neat even if she did cheat at tag. He walked over to where she stood and smiled up at the girl. " Hi, again"

Casia slipped into the gymnasium just as her group was called. Jane had told her to go do something productive, to 'grab life by the hand and steer it in a bold new direction', and so though the siren wasn't sure about the arts and crafts fair, she was willing to give it a shot. She wasn't able to link any of the other names in her group to familiar faces, and the more she looked around, the more she realized she didn't really know anyone here yet at all. She bit her lip and walked quickly over to the direction Antony had pointed. This was going to be okay. She'd MAKE it groovy if she had to.

"Oh," Chris said. That was... strange. But he guessed that crossed out a duck pond and bobbing for apples. He shrugged it off and took another long drag off of the straw before putting it on the bleacher next to him, away from the little boy.

Antony was, once again, lifting the mic to his mouth. "The fourth team will be made up of... Joshua, Rook, Galleai, Nataya, and Dawn," he read off. He had no idea who any of them were, except Nataya. And he hadn't seen her since she'd been a toddler. Oh well. "They're at those bleachers right over there. Now I want you to work within your groups to figure out what you want to do for the fair. And for those that are older, you need to keep an eye on the younger ones, of course. Any other questions can be directed at Mr. Deakon, Mr. Shade, or Mr. Prosper."

Then he handed off the mic to Tyler again and took a step back.

Kash shrugged. "Okay, not cute, handsome!" she told him.

Ophelia made her way through the crowd towards the big, black, demonic-looking classmate who was part of her group. "Hi, Chris," she said, smiling a bit uncertainly at him. He looked like he could bench-press her father's car (with a baby elephant seated shotgun).

There were already a few other, younger, children assembled. She waved to them but made no attempt to guess their names. "I'm Ophelia," she said. "Does anyone have any ideas yet about what we should do?"

Orli, in all her petite fury, had no idea who anyone on her team was. Casia and Rhye were familiar names, but she honestly could not tell one from adam if you held a gun to her head.

She stomped around for a bit, searching futilely, and then hopped up on the bleachers. "Yo!" she shouted as loud as she could at the crowd. "Group three over here!"

The screaming, combined with the fact that she glowed like a lighthouse beacon, ought to have made her an easy target.

Skylar returned the girl's wave then shrugged in answer to her question " We could cook something?" Cooking was an art right? Because you had to make all the food look nice later becuase presentation being important. Pancakes in the shape of letters maybe could work.

Rook had smiled when he's heard who was in his group, while Dawn and Nataya were unfamiliar names Joshua and and Gall he recognized instantly. It would be good to be with people he knew as well as to meet new ones. The grey skinned boy headed towards the bleachers while Gal sat and was beaten there by a girl.. Nataya he heard as he finished closing the gap between himself and the two girls. he nodded to the purple haired girl and waited for Galleai to introduce herself before he would make his own introductions.

Morgan giggled at that and fidgeted with the ring in one of his ears.